Chapter 30

It is said that Zhuangziying's pension is the best, but Ma Zheng feels that 20 taels of silver is really not equal to a human life. If every soldier who died for the country is only worth 20 taels of silver, then What exactly is supporting people like Lin Shiba to fight on?
Ma Zheng asked this question before, but Lin Shiba pointed at him and smiled, and finally said:
"Did you only earn 20 taels a year in this camp when you were Bai Ding? Damn it, 80 taels, he earned 80 taels for the family, so that his parents can raise three more children, three!"

"And then? Send two of the children to the border and earn him another 200 taels?"

Ma Zheng laughed, but it was Lin Shiba who was crying. When asked why he was crying, Lin Shiba wiped his tears and said:
"Bai Ding is considered good. My parents can still bear children. My parents are old. I'm afraid there will be no one to die."

Zhou Tong patted Lin Shiba on the shoulder vigorously, "What are you afraid of? I'll go and die for them after you die!"

"Then what if you die too?" Lin Shiba asked.

"That brat surnamed Ma, will you help our father and mother die?" Zhou Tong laughed and yelled at Ma Zheng.

"Send, anyway, I won't die here. If I have a wife, son, or unmarried sisters, I can also raise them together."

As soon as these words came out, Ma Zheng was caught and beaten violently by the two, and the grief faded after the incident was over, and the three of them returned to the camp exhausted, and had to prepare for the next round of expedition.

One month passed like this, and Ma Zheng didn't even have time to appreciate his own progress. After each battle, it would be best if he had enough time to heal his wounds.

Ma Zheng thought he was being confused, but in fact, there were two eyes staring at him all the time.

Every time the second sentry and the third Wu come back, they have to go to Yuchida to report their merits and pay a string of ears. At first, Lin Shiba went, and later Lin Shiba let Ma Zheng go, but Ma Zheng didn't know that every time he After the delivery was completed and he left the post chief's tent, there would always be an extra person in that tent, a person who made Yuchida tremble and dare not show his temper.

Turning his ears or casually chatting with Yuchida about the achievements of the Sanwu Army, Ma Detu's main concern was how many enemies did Ma Zheng kill in this battle, and how did he do it?
Besides Ma Zheng, Ma Detu was also concerned about Ma Zhao. It seemed that he never gave up on the idea of ​​recruiting Ma Zhao under his command.

Ma Zhao is a deadhead, Ma Detu even planned to sacrifice Ma Zheng in exchange for Ma Zhao, but he never thought that Ma Zhao would say such a sentence.

A month is not a long time for many people, but it seems extremely long to walk on the border of life and death all the time.

"Should we ask the captain to take two days off? It won't be our turn to go out to fight in a few days."

Ma Zheng was lying on a solid rock, which reminded him of the old road where he used to collect firewood, and the tinkling brook.

"Ah."

Ma Zhao, who was squatting next to the stone, looked more like a stone than a stone.

"Then go ahead and talk."

"Ok?"

Shi Shi finally moved, turned his head around, and looked at Ma Zheng with his big and lifeless eyes.

"Don't think I don't know anything. Hey, you are more popular than me here. You can tell by Lin Shiba's attitude. Every time I eat, I wish I could save all the meat for you."

Ma Zhao laughed, when it came to meat, he couldn't help but bleed, and couldn't help wiping his mouth with his hands.

Every time he wiped his mouth, Ma Zheng would slap him fiercely. Ma Zheng didn't care how embarrassing he was before, but now that he is branded as Ma Zheng, he can't do it.

It didn't hurt much even if he was beaten, Ma Zhao put his hands behind his back and laughed, like a child stealing candy, but his stature was too tall and strong, so the tweaking changed his taste.

"Are you going to talk about it? If you delay any longer, Third Uncle said it, I will have all my bones broken and die a terrible death."

"go."

This time Ma Zhao didn't hold back any more, he acted cheerfully like a man.

Sure enough, as Ma Zheng expected, Ma Zhao turned back within half a stick of incense, and nodded at Ma Zheng with a silly smile on his face.He had already greeted Lin Shiba and Zhou Tong, and since Ma Detu nodded his approval, Ma Zheng didn't want to waste time, so he took Ma Zhao and set off early while the weather was still, promising to return in five days at the latest.

With the foot strength of the two of them, after familiarizing themselves with the surrounding terrain, they are not afraid of getting lost. When Ma Zheng can't walk, he can still jump on Ma Zhao's back. Standing in front of the wooden house of the third uncle.

The third uncle was in the same old way. When he saw the two people appearing, he didn't say much. He pointed to the room and said, "Go cook."

A single house in the mountains, clouds and mist, rainy nights, talking at night leaning on a railing.

The third uncle finished making the tea, and only waited for Ma Zheng to come out of the pot.

"Sit down and talk."

Still steaming all over his body, Ma Zheng looked like a prawn just picked up from a hot pan.

When the red on Ma Zheng's body faded, Ma Zhao, who was sitting on the threshold of the gate, was already snoring as loud as thunder.

"Even I don't know about that girl Ying you mentioned. It seems that Ma Daoming still has a lot of secrets."

"Third Uncle, there is something I've always wanted to ask, but I couldn't find a chance to ask." Ma Zheng said as he took out the military badge Ma Detu gave him and put it on the table. Seeing his movements, Third Uncle smiled slightly, road:
"You want to ask, how did I get the Xiasi brand?"

Ma Zheng could only nod his head. Ma Zheng had to be extremely vigilant about the third uncle's ability to read people's hearts. After all, he still had a big secret in his heart, but he couldn't let anyone know it. It was sealed off, especially in the wooden house of the third uncle.

"Actually, it's not difficult. I also knew your father, but you didn't know it."

"Third uncle, I really don't know much about my father. I asked my mother, but she never said anything about him. What kind of person is he?"

If it wasn't for what Ma Daoming said last time and his weird expression for a moment, Ma Zheng really didn't want to care about his old man.

He just vaguely remembered that the man seemed to have died outside the border, but he didn't know why and who killed the man.

"He, he must be considered a very talented person. Otherwise, the bloodline is very weak, so why should he practice the frightening mind method to the second floor or above?"

"Above the second floor?" Ma Zheng was really surprised. He has only practiced the lower level of the third floor. In terms of breath length alone, he can be on an equal footing with Lin Shiba and other corporal leaders. He doesn't even know it yet. Now that he wants to fight Zhou Tong again, it will definitely not be like the last time, when Zhou Tong loses strength and still can't tell the winner.

The third uncle over there re-boiled water and made tea, and seemed to be quite interested in talking, regardless of the night, he wanted to talk by candle.

"Your father is very talented in martial arts. If it wasn't because he died too early, maybe he could still learn the third level of the mind-shocking method. If he really learned how to do it, he might not die, but You, you kid don't need to sleep in the shack."

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